I ran into a long line of women today here in Hongdae. They were all waiting to get into somewhere, to see something. I asked them, with great difficulty, why they were lining up, and why there were “no men” in the line. They hemmed and hawed and slunk and shrunk and made sounds as if they were ashamed of what they were doing. After the typical stonewall, I got the answer. “Axle,” one women said.
“Axle?” I reiterated.
“No, Axle” she said.
“Axle?” I repeated once again.
“No. Exo. E-X-O. Exo.”
“Ahh……………Exo,” I said. “Thank you.”
Total freakin’ assholes. To get the conversation that far was like getting blood out of a rock.
Exo look like a bunch of poofters to me.
나 에개 Exo 는 다 얼간이 인것같아요. 실력 있어? 안인것같아.